Heat: Fifty Fictions For The Fevered Mind
“Fucking finger me faster—make me cum on your hand. I want to scream your name in this goddamn car.”
He drove his fingers in harder, deeper, the wet sounds obscene and addictive. Her hips writhed, her nails dug into his shoulder, and her moans spilled like music in the close, humid air. The windows had gone fully fogged, the rain outside a muffled blur.
Then she snapped.
Her orgasm hit like a wave of fire—sharp, sudden, brutal. She screamed, body jerking, thighs twitching, eyes shut tight as her pussy clamped around his fingers. He didn’t stop until she begged him to.
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